Ahhh… had one of my infamous adventures again last night. Just before going to sleep at 11:30 walked into the loo to find a cockroach sitting comfortably on the basin. Stared at it for a few seconds hoping looks could kill but then hit is more effective to went and brought it from the hall praying the roach would stay put and not run off. Stood right at the door ready to bolt and sprayed at it. Kept spraying in fits and bursts till the #$%^& died. Thought of leaving it there till morning but then who knows, what if its relatives found the body and decided to take revenge for the murder so went to get something to throw it out with. Made a stick out of newspaper to manuver the body onto the dustpan. In the process of manuvering realized there was one more in the process of dying. Almost dropped everything including #$%^&*’s body to get away but then stopped at the door and waited to collect second body too.
Shock hit once the bodys were disposed off, was already rubber knees, now breathlessness hit and a racing heart at F1 speed. Just sat down in curled tight postion with eyes everywhere and jumping at every sound. Finally got breath back after 5 min, I think. The breathlessness was new and it scared me no end. Actually thought would collapse and die. Sleep wasn’t easy coming and constant search with eyes was on for some more. Finally slept fitfully with the light on.
Freak… was one of the worse until now. Think have to find someone (read husband) to stay with full time, if not for anything else atleast to kill these #$%^*&.
November 10, 2005 No Comments
Had gone to Chennai for the weekend. Oh and it was splendid. Stayed at a friends place… belted food… ahh Aunty makes nice food. Went out in between the rains. It had started raining the morning I landed. Was fun… Had met Shamz in the afternoon… a good three hours to listening to army camp stories… enjoyed every minute of it Also saw a scenic point at top of St. Thomas Mount. Gotta go back and take some snaps… good place. Went to Zara’s for a couple of beers. Packed dinner at the beach and headed back home. Quite a bit of Chennai was still flooded and going through some of those roads made me queasy.
Saturday was stuck again due to rains but went out in the evening to do some shopping and had coffee at Coffee Day before heading back home for dinner. We then went to Flames. Well… not my kinda dance music for starters and the DJ actually started playing some good numbers only about 10:45 and they shut at 11:30 sharp. Just when u start to get in the groove. Timings don’t need a change but DJ does for sure The crowd was ok… lots of place on the dance floor compared to Bangy where you’re sure to rub against someone everytime you move. On the whole an ok place.
There was supposed to be a drag sunday morning that we thought we would go for but then it started raining about 3 in the morning and just kept up through the day. So was cooped up at home. Spent the afternoon staring out of the window willing the rain to stop. Had to go meet Shamz but thanx to the one above crying 😀 couldn’t go Had a good time talking with friend and getting on his nerves am sure :D. Was to leave at night and didn’t even have ticket thanks to holiday season. Then realized that most trains would be cancelled due to rain. Took a 10 meter walk in 2 feet water to the next door shop. Super fun it was, with only one umberalla and lots of water Am sure me friend got scolded nicely by his Mom on return for taking me out in the rain :D.
Called Ajay to check online what the status was on trains. Realized all trains were delayed and most importantly the rain wasn’t stopping and Velachery was flooded on both sides hence no way out too. So decided to just stay put and leave in the morning. Found out about the trains in the morning. Woke at 5am and was ready to leave at 6:30. It was still raining off and on. So decided to take an auto. Auto guy said Rs. 150. Left Velachery but auto stopped inbetween on Mount Road, water I guess in the spark plug so took another auto… Finally paid Rs. 180 in total. Got to station at 6:45, ran in to stand in queue. Got ticket at 7 and by 7:05 was in train, as usual in the unreserved section :). Train left only at 7:30 so was already running late.
I stood at the door and refused to budge so the poor men had to stand inside with decent distance… fun it was. The door is best after all for view and breeze. Got talking to this man who was travelling with his teenage daughter I think. He spoke in a mixture of Kannada and Tamil. Just about managed to understand. He had stayed in Bangy a decade ago and wanted to know how much had changed. So we talked about his work, experience of Bangy and its people etc. He was telling me about how he couldn’t read Kannada and hence a lot of times would land up on the wrong bus. All he knew was the time of the bus, so whichever bus came along he would get into and only realize its the wrong bus if the cunductor asked, else he would just buy the ticket and travel to and fro. Lots of times for timepass he would just buy a ticket to the last stop and just take a ride and see Bangy. He had stayed in Domlur and had seen Whitefield this way. He got down at Katpadi after giving me instructions to move in as lots of people would get down and I would get a seat. I said ok, how was I to explain to him that I liked the door. Katpadi came at 9:30.
After which I just stood right there, some guy who looked quite decent gestured that there was some place across the aisle to him. So went and sat on half a seat. Borrowed a magazine from a babe there and started reading about the Delhi Blasts. My butt didn’t agree with half a seat so gave up and went back to the door. While I was there standing and reading one of the guys from the same cubicle came up and said he would get down at the next stop so I could sit down on his seat. So went and sat down there after sometime. Read a bit longer then started to feel sleepy so dozed off, waking up inbetween. The decent guy and another decent guy across the aisle worked for call centers and were discussing about it, so heard some bits of their conversation inbetween. First time I woke up they were discussing timings, second time night life (as in party scene), rest can’t remember.
Was woken up a little later but this woman who wanted some space and I was like where is the space, every bit is occupied and just coz I look thin don’t mean I can be fit anywhere at all. So slept of again, was starting to get bored and sleeping was the best time pass. Bored all because of friend wacking off my Bike magazine, so no reading material.
Ate all nonsense stuff on the way, two packets of boiled peanuts, some really oily vadas and some nasty coffee. Had terrible acidity and its still there after two days. Finally reached K R Puram at 1:30. Got off the train and went to auto stand only to find auto fellows asking Rs. 80 for 4 kms. Ahh… was in bad mood so took full chance and decently absused them. First one who said Rs. 80 was asked ‘Ladoo batre kai?’ to his confused reply of what do u mean, I replied ‘Meter se nahi aana to aaga badho jiji…’ Second was asked ‘Diwali hai kya?’ Anyway finally crossed to the other side of the flyover and got an auto. Reached home in 10 min with cost of only Rs. 23.
Quickly had a bath which took time as had to wash hair too due to train breeze. Left home on bike at 2:30 for office and was in at work at 3. Told all story of delay due to floods and in the evening at 9 cursed rain and weather fultu when fingers and toes froze on the way home.
Not to forget the two Tintins and one an half Three Investigators (read after ages) I read waiting at home Friday and Satuday for me friend to finsh work and get home.
November 8, 2005 No Comments
Well… Generally writing. This weeks been quite nice considering that there are only three working days.
Diwali was uneventful… just lit diyas but missed buying some silver on Danteras. Slept late on Monday so woke up Tuesday only at 1:30 in the afternoon. Good it was but landed up feeling lazy the whole day. Cooked rice for dinner and belted coz was so hungry after the fast. Today is the last day of fasting for me 7 days for 7…
Did a lot of painting and other stuff… feels so nice to get back to my creative side…
Getting used to the bike… and the body aches… and the RX was feeling so small and light today.
Slept late yesterday too and then had to wake up early to go to the parlour. Just got back in time to get the cab. Crazy ride back… the one off thing… full throttle and sqeeze in and out of traffic… what an adrenaline rush…
Rest is usual at work… but am off to Chennai tomorrow… fultu full weekend wonlee it will be…
November 2, 2005 No Comments
Someone just asked me why Faakira… here’s my explanation…
When I named Musafir… it was about an idea, a way of life, a philosophy… It was about what I am passionate about… travel in the true sense… not about kilometers but about experience, about places and people…
Faakira is on the same lines… about leading a life of a faakir, of belonging to no one and no where… of being detached… of always being on the move… a simple life…
Something like that… very intangible… tried putting it in words… but its just a feeling, a philosophy… hope it makes some sense…
October 27, 2005 No Comments
Finally brought Faakira home… Rode her back all alone. Had hick-ups on the way with idling and all but was an awesome feeling… Kept a steady speed of 40 as was wee bit (read as shit 😉 ) scared. Jaws and muscles all stiff with tension.
The feeling was awesome… the beat, the feel of power still there just beyond, an itch to push just a bit more… phah looks like am going the speed way too… gonna hit the track soon at this pace.
Did just 13km from Sam’s place to Mine but it was really something in the rush hour. And ofcourse thanks to Sam for tolerating me and helping out with figuring how she would start
Ok thats it for now. My shoulders and leg still hurting with all that kicking. Am back to dreaming.
But still what a joy it was to see her outside when I woke up, starting her and then actually sat and polished a bit and cleaned up Musafir too for good measure. 😀
October 20, 2005 No Comments
Life is short, don’t waste time worrying about what people think of you.
Hold on to ones who care, in the end they will be the only ones there.
Time for an update… so thought would start with the above lines. Found them the other day. lately have been finding so very old stuff, surprising what you would find when you start looking through the past :).
Life is quite an amazing thing… wonder if you can ever win against it… just when you think its all under control, it throws up a surprise… Its just crazy, couldn’t it have been just a bit smooth…
Well what else… kinda busy with work and some training and not to forget my exams… haven’t even got time to get my bike work done… anyway have some leave coming up to next week will be riding Faakira (God willing)…
Thats it then for now
October 7, 2005 No Comments
Just feeling a little low today and writing helps so will just rattle away I guess. None of all thats follow may make sense. Just wondering where I have come from and where am going. Ever read The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. Am just wondering about those roads today. Those options I had in life to walk different roads and I did take the road less travelled. It was fun and still is, but does it have to be filled with hardships, emotional rollercoasters. Couldn’t the ordeals have been a little lighter.
Yeah I know I may have got a better deal then a lot of other people but that don’t make my cross lighter.
I don’t think I ever asked too much of life. Some happiness, a sprinkling of smiles, topped with love, packed in warmth. Just the usual. Actually somehow life always dealt the unexpected, learnt early that expectations lead to heart break, actually didn’t learn. Still break my heart over small things.
But where am I headed from here… no idea… plans keep changing. Always thought I would settle down at some point, get married, have kids, do those typical things – set out days cloths for hubbly, tie the tie, wait for him to return, have chai ready, listen to him crib about work and boss… somehow all these little things felt so nice.
Dreamt of being pampered, loved to no end, little surprises, being swept of my feel with hugs and kisses, unexpected appearances, close dances, moonlit walks, movies together, silly hidden messages, secret whispers, saying it all and yet saying nothing, the joys of a new life, every whim fulfilled when the little ones on the way… So many dreams.
But the maybe am not that type. All of this is not for me. Am meant for other things. Its not for me to belong anywhere. I must leave and go on in body and mind, if for nothing else then to just answer that eternal question, Who and Why am I? Ever heard the closing lines of Mona Lisa Smile – “I’ve heard her called a quitter for leaving and aimless wanderer. But not all who wander are aimless, especially those who seek truth beyond traditions, beyond definition, beyond the image.”
September 29, 2005 No Comments
Finally Faakira’s here. Closed the deal on Friday and will get delivery today. Ah its been a long wait for her… Those days of dreaming and watching the old Bullet meri jaan ad. Back then dreams were more of the pillion type but then men failed me so now am the rider and dreams are the riding type
Can’t wait to ride my beauty, all black and chrome… ok will stop or Musafir will get J and then will be tough life 😉
September 26, 2005 No Comments
Ahhh found an old piece this morning that I had written, brought up some memories, so here goes…
This can’t be happening
not all over again
Have to stop pretending
that I can face it again
It’s all just a mirage
a trick of the mind
The truth’s its all gone
the caravan moved on
But the search is still on
for that mythical tree.
September 23, 2005 No Comments